Embrace the Magic (26)
A duel between the 3rd and 4th generation that was created suddenly.
It was quite an interesting event, but the trainees from the first and second batches were calm. They all just looked at number 155 with expressions of bewilderment.
On the other hand, the atmosphere of the 4th batch of trainees was heated up. They cheered loudly for their fellow trainees’ victory.
“Do you think that will happen?”
“Will it work?”
“What gives him the confidence to fight number 108?”
“I wonder if there is any place where you can trust me?”
One year and five months ago, No. 108 participated in the magic duel for the first time. Although it was only the first day, No. 108 won.
From then on, after about a month, he crushed his opponents without getting hit even once, 108 times.
In the end, the 1st and 2nd batch trainees ended up avoiding the sparring match with the 3rd batch’s 108th trainee. It was a declaration of giving up, saying that they could never win.
However, the right to challenge Dalian was also held by number 108.
In every duel, the senior riders chosen by No. 108 fought with death-defying determination and were crushed without exception. Even when he fought against four people one after another, No. 108 won overwhelmingly.
A few days later, Instructor Serion personally issued a ‘no sparring order’ to trainee number 108. What he said to the first and second batches of trainees is still vivid in their minds.
―I’ve been thinking about it for a while, but with your skills, I don’t think you’d be able to win 108 times even if you came back from the dead.
In the eyes of Instructor Serion, who had experienced quite a bit of combat, there seemed to be an impassable wall between No. 108 and the senior rider.
The casting speed was overwhelming. The magic that took the seniors 2 minutes to cast was completed in 1 minute by 108 times. No matter how strong the defense was, it was impossible to withstand the amount of magic poured on.
At the same time, his magical power efficiency was also excellent. Even though he sparred with four people in turn, he still had some magical power left. This was true even though everyone was in the first circle at the time.
“Is the corner you trust really a corner you can trust?”
“But I’m curious. It’s been over a year since we fought against 108.”
“I see. How have things changed in the meantime?”
“Could it be that your intuition has become dull because you haven’t had any practical experience?”
“What is that to say from a guy who lost in the first fight?”
The first and second seasons were already confident of 108 victories.
It’s not that they don’t want number 108, who was once their fear, to lose, but no matter how much they think about it, they can’t picture number 108 losing.
“Put on your armor.”
“yes.”
When sparring, he wears special gray armor. It is a magical tool that blocks some magical effects, but transmits physical impacts to the inside.
Number 155, wearing his armor, stood on one side of the field, receiving enthusiastic cheers from the four. Rodin glanced at Number 155 and slowly walked to the other side.
“Both sides, get ready!”
Instructor Serion took out a red flag from his bosom. The moment this flag was thrown and hit the ground, the duel began.
“Ready, Instructor.”
“I’m ready.”
Instructor Serion threw the flag up. The flag seemed to hang in the air for a moment before quickly falling back down.
widely!
As soon as the flag hit the ground, number 155 looked ahead. Number 108 was running around the field as soon as the flag fell.
Running around the field meant that you were going to do a move cast, while at the same time forcing your opponent to do precise coordinate calculations.
“Huh. Hazrina Losha Hamer…….”
Number 155 chanted the rune language as soon as the flag fell. He continued to calculate the formula in his head, while visualizing the results of the magic at the same time.
Fire break.
It was a 2-circle magic of the fire attribute, a magic that had a wider range than the 1-circle Fire Arrow and flew forward. Even though the accuracy was somewhat reduced due to the wide range, it had the advantage of being able to hit the opponent.
Phew!
At that moment, a dull sound was heard from my abdomen. At the same time, a pain as if someone had hit my abdomen gnawed at my mind.
“Ugh!”
I wasn’t even halfway done with the magic and I was already attacked.
‘Nonsense.’
I had heard that the 108th of the 3rd generation was quick to use magic. I expected that he would be a little faster than me.
But the difference was greater than I expected. Not long after I started chanting the runes, magic came flying at me.
Phew!
Had I been holding my stomach for too long? Another spell came flying at me. This time, it was in the same spot I had been hit earlier.
“It came out.”
“You’re hitting me again after being hit.”
“Number 108. That cruel bastard.”
“Ah! Trauma. I think I’m going to see number 108 in my dreams for the first time in a long time. Damn it.”
Season 1 and 2 have already had the same experience as number 155.
They were hit again, and again, and again, and then they ended up vomiting. That was how they were a year and a few months ago.
Phew!
Another blast of magic struck my stomach. I covered my stomach with my hand, and the magic struck the small gap between my fingers.
Phew!
Another hit. Everyone who was watching the squirming number 155 flinched.
Rodin was a 3rd circle wizard, but he was known to the public as a 2nd circle wizard. So he fought like a 2nd circle wizard.
I faithfully chanted the runes and did the math calculations without fail. Of course, I didn’t use any 3rd circle magic.
Phew!
Another blow. Number 155 quickly raised his hand.
“This, this is foul play… Kkuluk! This is foul play! This is not it!”
At the word foul, Rodin, who had been running around, stopped in his tracks. There was no expression on his face.
“What foul play are you talking about?”
“I, I learned moving casting for the first time today. We have to fight on equal terms.”
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“Ha, really me.”
“I am okay.”
Instructor Serion was dumbfounded by No. 155’s childish behavior. He wanted to tell her to come play.
But since the other side said that 108 was okay, I just backed off. It seemed like 108 was planning to properly educate 155 today.
‘It’s good to try it once.’
“Good. Back to your seats. Number 108, stay in place and use your magic.”
“I will do that.”
After a while, the magic duel began again. And 155 was beaten even more severely than before.
Even when Rodin used moving casting, the speed at which he completed the spell was faster than 155. When he used the spell while standing still, the difference was even greater.
Number 155 collapsed after experiencing magic cancelation several times on the spot. Magic cancelation meant that the magic was canceled due to losing concentration from the shock.
“Enough. Number 155, are you satisfied?”
“I can’t… understand… it.”
Number 155 was holding his stomach and groaning.
If there had been no armor that could block a significant amount of magical power, or if 108 had targeted a part that the armor could not block, 155 would have been fatally wounded by a 1st circle magic.
“Oh, really? You’ve got guts. What’s the problem?”
“I… have never used magic… before.”
“So you really want to try using magic?”
“Yes, my magic is special.”
At challenge number 155, Instructor Serion looked at number 108. Number 108 nodded with a calm expression.
Instructor Serion recalled the time when the 1st and 2nd units were repeatedly defeated by No. 108. At that time, No. 108 defeated all four of them in succession without getting hit even once.
Today, I saw 108 use magic for the first time in a long time. His casting speed was faster than before. Although his power was still weak, he seemed to have grown in every other aspect.
“Number 155 will use magic first, and I will use it later.”
“Then, go to your seats. Right away, shi……, no. Let’s rest for 10 minutes and then proceed.”
The 155th of the 4th generation was not yet normal. We decided to give it some time to recover.
After a 20-minute break instead of a 10-minute one, No. 155 and Rodin stood facing each other. The distance was about 30 meters, just like before.
“Number 155. Use magic first.”
Since one person decided to use magic first, throwing the flag was meaningless.
Instructor Serion gave direct instructions and announced the start of the training.
“Fire Arrow!”
After about 2 minutes of casting, number 155 cast its magic.
Fire Arrow.
Among the arrow series magic of the 1st circle, it was the most powerful and required the most magical power.
The fire arrow created from the tip of No. 155 flew quickly towards Rodin. Rodin read the trajectory of the flying arrow and chanted a small rune.
The magic casting was over in an instant. A small ball of cloudy color formed at Rodin’s fingertips.
“hmm?”
“What is that?”
The trainees of the first and second batches, as well as Instructor Serion, tilted their heads at the magic Rodin had created. It was a magic that was familiar, but whose identity was unknown.
The magic that was fired at number 155 collided with the ball-shaped mass of magic created by Rodin. And both magics disappeared into thin air.
“Did you stop the magic?”
“It feels like it was blocked using some simple magic?”
The magic was blocked once, but 155 times, he didn’t give up.
I cast the spell a little longer with my eyes half-open. It took almost five minutes, and I was able to complete the spell with quite a bit of magical power.
“Wind Spear!”
A spear made of compressed wind flew towards Rodin. It was an upper level magic of the Arrow series of magic.
Similar speed to the Arrow series. However, the magical power contained was much greater. Additional magical power was added to increase the power.
“Hmm.”
Rodin created another cloudy-colored ball that he had used earlier. The flying Wind Spear hit the cloudy ball and was pushed aside, disappearing.
“uh?”
“What? How does that work?”
In order to block or counteract magic, it had to be magic from the same circle. It was normal for magic from lower circles to break or break through when it touched magic from higher circles.
However, the turbid bead that made the Wind Spear, a 2-circle, was blocked by a really simple one. Something that was ridiculous according to the common sense they had learned happened.
“Does that cancel it out? That dull ball was a two-circle spell?”
“No. It’s a 1 circle. And it didn’t block or cancel out the attack. It just deflected it.”
Instructor Serion, who had been watching the training closely, answered questions about the first and second episodes.
“Shall I make it go away?”
“I made the Wind Spear miss by slanting it outward in the shape of a ball. You guys, think back to what you saw earlier. The Wind Spear didn’t disappear when it hit the ball. It just changed course a little, and it barely passed by number 108 before disappearing.”
The angle Rodin changed was very small. It was originally at an angle that was slightly aligned with the side of the waist because it was not very accurate, and he changed it just a little bit more so that it was offset from the side of the waist.
“Wind Spear!”
Rodin, who had been blocking continuously, used magic. 155, who was frozen in shock, was unable to dodge and was hit by the magic.
“Kwaaak!”
Rodin used a 2nd circle magic for the first time. It was the same magic that 155 used.
A power incomparable to that of a 1st circle magic struck the abdomen 155 times.
Number 155 couldn’t hold on and fell. He was in a state of total loss of consciousness.
Serion waved his hand in the direction of the 4th batch of trainees as they trembled and bit their lip. It was a gesture that told them to take care of number 155 themselves.
It wasn’t a serious injury anyway. It was just a shock that shook his internal organs, so it would get better on its own after resting for a day or two.
“Should we continue?”
“Okay. Thanks for your hard work. But what was that gray ball earlier? It looks familiar, yet strange.”
“It’s like taking the light out of the light.”
Light magic was made up of four runes. It was the simplest of the 1st circle magics.
Rodin took out the rune that was in charge of light from there. He created a very simple magic consisting of only three rune words.
“Haa! You blocked a 2-circle magic with a magic spell that only cost 3 runes? Hahaha, I can’t help but laugh.”
“thank you.”
The first and second generations shook their heads.
I knew it was a monster, but it was worse than I expected. I felt bad for number 155, who rushed in to try to defeat that guy.
The shock received by the 4th generation was even greater.
Number 155 was the hope of the 4th generation magic majors. He had the best magical talent among all the previous generations and also had an excellent ability to learn magic.
I had no doubt that one day, Number 155 would become the best magician in the Special Forces Training Camp.
That belief was shattered in just one fight. It seemed that even if they fought again, No. 155 would not be able to beat No. 108.
No matter how many times I replayed the new battle in my head, the result was always a landslide victory, 108 times.
“Thank you all for your hard work. Today’s class ends here. Get some rest.”
“Thank you for your effort.”
Class was over. There was still an hour left until dinner time.
The 4th batch of trainees packed up their number 155 and headed to the office.
Rodin glanced at the receding number 155 and turned toward the library.
